My wife is too strong, Mr. Chu can't stand it

Chu Heng smiled faintly. He also felt that the nickname was quite strange, but he felt that Gu Han's erotic dream was even more funny. It was totally incompatible with the title of "Buddha's Son".

Gu Han remained silent, allowing the two people opposite him to make fun of him. His silence was a little too much.

Chu Heng didn't want to go too far, so he just calmed down and said nothing more.

The tea room fell into a brief silence, with only the gazes of each other gazing at each other. After waiting for a long while, Gu Han finally spoke, "Shouldn't I bring this string of Buddhist beads?"

"If you wanted to know, you shouldn't have brought it. If you brought it, it means you want to make a clear break with the past."

“But I still dream about it.”

"Because you owe her, she is unwilling to accept it."

Su Jin held up her chin. "You have wisdom and the bones of a Buddha. You should become a monk, but you can't break away from your obsession with her. It's wrong in this life, and it will be wrong in all your lives."

You owe her a lifetime of love, and she cut off your path to ascension. Cause and effect are inextricable, and you will be entangled for generations to come, with no solution."

This statement contained a lot of information, and Chu Heng couldn't help but ask, "So is she a human or a ghost?"

"It's none of my business." Su Jin glanced at him with disdain and didn't care at all.

Chu Heng knew what was good for him and shut up, just looking at Gu Han quietly. He didn't expect that a joking name would turn out to be true.

Gu Han fell into silence again. His fingers stroked the Buddhist beads, fiddling with them again and again, as if only this could make him feel at peace.

A few minutes later, Gu Han looked at Su Jin again, "What should I do to sever the karmic connection with her?"

"It's simple. Either you kill her and let her obsession with you turn into hatred. Or you give up your entire life and become entangled with her for the rest of your life.

Naturally, without wisdom and Buddha bones, you will only be an ordinary person in every life you have. "

Chu Heng raised a question, "If he hadn't given up the Buddha's bones, would he have achieved anything?"

Su Jin crossed his arms and raised his chin towards Gu Han, "Do you know the Holy Son of Buddhism?"

"I know. Master Huiqing told me that the Holy Son is born with Buddha bones, spreading the Dharma and saving sentient beings. Only once in a thousand years does such a Holy Son appear."

Gu Han raised his eyes and looked at Su Jin indifferently. Su Jin had just said that he had Buddha bones.

Su Jin nodded and continued, "The holy sons of Buddhism can ascend to heaven. After experiencing ten reincarnations over a thousand years and accumulating enough merit, they can become Buddhas, which is also known as ascending to heaven in the human world.

Although the thousand-year deadline has not yet arrived, you are already in your twelfth life, and you failed to become a Buddha in the previous two lives because of her. If it is the same in this life, you will still not live past the age of thirty-five and will have no chance of ascending to heaven.

But you really owe her, and outsiders can't interfere. There are only two outcomes. Either you kill her or you give up. There is no third option."

Gu Han was silent. Whether it was the woman in his dream or the holy son of Buddhism, they were all unfamiliar to him. For a moment, he didn't know which one to choose.

Chu Heng had the same idea. He put his hand on Su Jin's shoulder and said, "I have a question."

Su Jin looked at him unkindly, "You'd better not ask nonsense."

"I swear it's not." Chu Heng said with a serious expression, "Since you said Gu Han is the son of Buddhism, he should be very talented. Why couldn't I feel his energy before?"

"He has a strong mark on his body that blocks his sense of perception and cuts off his chance of entering Buddhism. This was the case in his previous two lives, which is why I said that woman blocked his path to ascension."

Chu Heng couldn't help but take a breath, "So they are in love with each other, or what?"

“None of them.”

Su Jin looked at the silent Gu Han and extended her hand to him, "Give me the money. The following words will be charged."

Gu Han didn't hesitate. He took out a check from his wallet, wrote down the amount, and handed it over. "If it's not enough, I'll write more."

Su Jin took it and thought that the number of 10 million was very auspicious. He nodded and was quite satisfied.

"I can help you recall memories from your past lives, but only those related to you and her. I can't do more than that." Su Jin paused and added, "And I have another condition."

Gu Han did not hesitate, "You say."

"I want your blood, a cup like this." Su Jin pointed at the teacup. There were not many small teacups, but it was indeed a very strange request.

Chu Heng was subconsciously unhappy, his eyes fixed on Su Jin's face. Why did he need someone else? Was it because he hadn't been injured these days?

Su Jin gave him a cold look and asked, "Do you want me to bite him?"

"If you still want blood, then don't bite him. He must not have showered!"

Chu Heng spoke quickly, saying that instead of biting him, a little blood would be enough, and Su Jin could only bite him.

Su Jin rolled her eyes silently, thinking that Chu Heng had a lot of things to do and was a bit unlucky.

Chu Heng calmed down completely, waiting for Gu Han's answer.

Gu Han just hummed lightly, picked up his phone and sent a text message, "I'll ask the doctor to come over and draw blood."

Su Jin nodded and said to Chu Heng, "Let Rong Qing come over and bring the mirror."

Chu Heng didn't waste any time and made a phone call immediately.

Half an hour later, the doctor arrived and drew a tube of blood from Gu Han. Su Jin didn't rush to take it, and waited until Rong Qing came in hurriedly with a bunch of stuff.

Rong Qing took out the items one by one, "Qian Kun Mirror, Yellow Talisman, Cinnabar, Pen, Red Thread, Copper Coins, what else do you need? I'll go buy them now."

"I'm sending you out."

"okay!"

Rong Qing responded, put down his things and turned to leave. He was also considerate enough to close the door and wait outside.

Su Jin did not waste any time. He picked up the cinnabar pen and drew a talisman on the surface of the Qiankun Mirror. He also took a drop of Gu Han's blood and dripped it on it.

Ripples appeared on the mirror surface, and the Qiankun Mirror emitted a red light and projected an image into the air.

Inside the solemn stone temple, a young man in a yellow cassock was kneeling cross-legged under a giant golden Buddha. After an elderly monk sprinkled water on his body to purify it, the yellow cassock was replaced with a white one.

It seemed like some kind of ceremony was being held. After it was over, the young man stood up and the monks in the hall all respectfully called him "Holy Son".

The Holy Son of Buddhism appears once every thousand years. Buddhism has to wait for a thousand years for the Holy Son to appear, and then help the Holy Son to overcome the tribulations for a thousand years and become a Buddha.

It is obvious that this is not the first life of the Holy Son. After the ceremony, the Holy Son left the Buddhist temple and began to travel in the human world.

Beg for alms, spread Buddhism, and relieve suffering.

Many scenes flashed by, but the three of them could already clearly see that everything the Son of God did was not just for the sake of that name.

He has eliminated evil spirits that were causing chaos, saved the souls of those who died tragically, and enlightened the little demons who had just awakened to protect the people. He also read through medical books and tested medicines on himself when the plague was spreading, saving countless lives.

He is the holy son of Buddhism and deserves to be called a holy monk.

Until he met a little girl who was drowned in a pond, and he couldn't bear to rescue her.

Human life is the most precious thing in Buddhism. He is wholeheartedly trying to save people, but he doesn't know that this rescue will mean he can never escape it again.

The girl was soaked, and although her skin was not exposed, the Holy Son simply grabbed the bamboo cage and pulled her out, releasing her without touching her at all. The girl still clung to him.

She said she was homeless, that the Son of God had seen her body, and that she wanted to marry him.

How can a Buddhist marry, let alone the Holy Son of Buddhism?